whydoihaveablog:

It’s pretty depressing when your first thought in the morning is “I cannot believe some of the things I wake up next to,” and it’s not in reference to someone you met at a bar the night before, but instead a lampshade and 4 giant English anthology books. 

Every morning I wake up and realise I’ve just spent yet another night with my laptop, phone and glasses for company. Occasionally I find old cereal bowls or plates too.